Chapter 59

I refused to look at any of the three individuals who had been helping me out in various ways ever since I woke up. As I rolled myself toward the door, I remained obstinately unblinking. Because it wouldn't help, and because I didn't want to deal with it anyhow, I didn't do it. I was able to get to the car that belonged to my father without too much trouble, but once I got there, I was stumped as to what I should do.

This was not a skill that I had previously honed.

As a result of my father's complaining, I was eventually able to maneuver myself so that I was standing close to the passenger seat and then I flopped into the car. Before getting into the driver's seat, Dad seized the wheelchair and gave it a brisk push in the direction of the doors leading into the rehabilitation center.

I was curious and inquired, "How will I get into the house?"

He informed me, "I already got another chair for you," and I believed him.

"However, the stairs..."

Dad said something to himself beneath his